She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

here

there were the hurtful words

cleaning lady tightened her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as

actions crushed the old woman’s sense of pride. Kyson, observing it all,

face of life and death, there are no distinctions of high or low.” Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into the VIP ward of the hospital. This ward was

of discontent, but envy also

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put on the white coat and gloves, she seemed to glow from within, noble and

she asked

and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,”

the epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic gastritis

was the

had identified the ailment, she could

each varying in

up the finest needle, she proceeded to skillfully insert

skills, and her speed was

everyone involuntarily gazed in silent admiration at Cheyenne’s

moment, they couldn’t help but admit that Cheyenne indeed had

Leah disdainfully curled her lips,

clearly has appendicitis.

finish her words, Kyson himself refuted her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to

unwilling to accept this. She murmured, “Grandfather, whose side

“I know.”

head and began to focus

he couldn’t help but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What if he were asked to

Based

be a relatively long process before the patient recovered. After the acupuncture treatment, the

illness over the past two months!” Cheyenne wasn’t accustomed to such effusive gratitude. She helped the woman